Tony
the Tiger was sitting in his box,
crying. " I want to get out of this box!
I want to explore the world!" he said.
So, as he sat there sobbing, he tried to
think of a plan. " I know! Well, no,
that will never work." he kept saying to
himself. Finally, he got so frustrated
he banged on the walls of his box. " I
WANT OUT OF HERE!" He yelled.
As quick as a wink, there went the
box tumbling off the table. As it
tumbled in midair, Tony flew out of the
box and out the open window. He landed
in a stream, which led to a waterfall.
he screamed for help, but it was
useless. Nobody could help poor Tony the
Tiger. Nobody but one sly and tricky
leprechaun. He lived under the waterfall
of which Tony was going to fall off. The
leprechaun quickly set up a net. Tony
screamed with horror as he fled down the
waterfall. " AHHHHHHHHHH!" He felt a
feeling of hope as he landed in the net.
He climbed out of the net, and the first
thing he saw was a pot of gold. He
rushed for the gold but the leprechaun
jumped in front of him just before he
could get it. " If you want the gold,
you must do me a favor." Said the
leprechaun with his Irish accent.
Uh-oh.....
Tony had run into the meanest
leprechaun you could ever find. Any
other leprechaun would give you the gold
for a simple favor...but not this one. "
You must make a sacrifice that may cost
your life. It is a test that MY pet
Tiger was supposed to take, and you
shall take it for him. it is a test of
strength and courage. If you pass, you
get the gold. If you fail, you die."
Tony thought for a few seconds, and
said he would take the test, and the
leprechaun said good with a snicker to
himself.
The day of the test was that very
day. The first part was to swing on the
vines across a lagoon of alligators, and
Tony had the strength to pass it! The
second was to balance on a stick across
a pile of snakes. Tony zoomed across the
stick with no trouble at all! The last
challenge was to face off against the
king of the jungle, which put up quite a
struggle.
" RRROOOAAARR!" Yelled Tony as he got
a painful scratch on his back. But he
kept fighting.
After a big struggle, he
finally won! He was crowned king of the
jungle.
The gold was also given to him, which
he found later, was stolen. He gave it
back to all the rightful owners and
lived happily and found a family.
Taylor Minor
September 14, 2006